I hate it. Everything is wrong. All I ever wanted come down to a stupid, childish dream that will never come true and I don't even know who I am anymore. Nobody really cares, nobody even knows me. Why do I even try? My life is worthless, it will never amount to anything, and i can't even allow myself to be happy anymore. I am in chains within my own mind, within the dark narrow world that I dont know if I will ever escape. I am too weak to deserve the kind of life that all the other people out there are somehow able to live. Its all my fault, and there is nowhere left for me to escape to. I dint know life could be so empty, I don't even know if this counts as living. I hate myself and the people around me who can't see through the mask and I hate everything, I hate the whole world. Why must I live this way?